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In the class in Geography, particularly in the questions on the map, we have noticed sly whispers, which, we suppose, were the hints of some kind friend designed to refresh the memory of her less attentive companion. We propose that the following question be now put to vote. Shall the practice of prompting in the classes be any longer continued?

He immediately jumped at the conclusion that the sly fox must have a concealed treasure somewhere, the more so that he had seen him absent himself for near an hour that morning and come back with a smile lurking on his face and his mouth filled with unswallowed food. It must be that he had had a windfall, had probably joined some marauding party and laid in a stock of provisions.

Were Robin Hood himself to take me, he might search me from crown to heel without finding the smallest piece of money upon me. I trust I am too sly to travel so nigh to Sherwood with money in my pouch, and that thief at large in the woods."

How to secure black corn, and how and where to get the feathers of an owl! Both were so well known and so generally tabooed that inquiry after them would forthwith arouse suspicion. Black maize might be procured on the sly; but the other could be found by chance only, by meeting with the body of a dead owl on the heights surrounding the Tyuonyi.

Since the moment when his aunt, Lady Charlotte, had introduced him to Miss Leyburn watching him the while with a half-smile which soon broadened into one of sly triumph Hugh Flaxman had persuaded himself that country houses are intolerable even in the shooting season, and that London is the only place of residence during the winter for the man who aspires to govern his life on principles of reason.

"Yea, yea," Bawn spoke up, wearied. "But there were no gossips in the village from other places. Wherefore it be plain that some of our own tribespeople have laid unlawful hand upon the blankets." "How can that be, O Bawn?" the women chorussed indignantly. "Who should there be?" "Then has there been witchcraft," Bawn continued stolidly enough, though he stole a sly glance at their faces.

He knows nobody." "She doesn't seem to ask the question," said Mary, dryly. A queer, soft look came over Sir Richard's old face. "No, the women don't," he said, half to himself, and fell into a little reverie. He emerged from it with the remark accompanied by a smile, a little sly but not unkind: "I always used to hope, Polly, that you and Ashe would have made it up!"

"Weel, ye see, mem, I mean my leddy, fowk said I was ill aboot the bride; an' sae I bude to dance 't oot o' their heids." "And how much truth was there in what they said?" she asked, with a sly glance up in the handsome, now glowing face. "Gien there was ony, there was unco little," he replied. "The chield's walcome till her for me. But she was the bonniest lassie we had.

The words were respectful, but the sly glint in his blinking eyes as he hastened out fixed my thoughts again on this man and the uncommon attitude he maintained toward the mistress whose behests he nevertheless flew to obey. I was alone in the library when Nixon returned. He must have seen Mrs.

And I loved singing; it was a great grief to me that they would not let me go upon the stage. But I haven't sung since since that " She pointed to the huddled heap of china and glass and dried, dusty flowers in one corner. "But you must try," she whispered. "It is for the good of the family, for the recovery of the secret. Reginald Henson is sly and cruel and clever.